[Scratch Hook]
I’m very dangerous and well connected
Keeping you niggas in perspective
Dangerous ways
Rhymes so strong you get sliced
I got an arsenal of infantry, I’m built for this mentally
I’m very dangerous and well connected
Keeping you niggas in perspective
Dangerous ways
Watch out for jake, snakes, and decoys
[Verse One: Red Eye]
Hey yo I’m bad news for crews I ain’t fucking with you
Ain’t got nothing to prove, nothing to lose
I be up in the booth and I’m fitting to let loose
Give you a head start then give you a head noose
Who wanna war with the Closers fam?
Got bars so hot they stand close to fans
Damn! Attack like haze hit you from a block away
Fresher than Binaca spray, me lose? Not today
That’s how it is, y’all spitters cannot coexist
The best part like Folgers bitch roast your clique
Throats get slit when this vocalist smoke a spliff
Okey-doke? Oh but those don’t work, my focus is
Second to none, I’m parallel
The dopest since Blaq Poet was flipping so y’all niggas listen
Pay attention, recognize the greatness
We on that ape shit, our ways are dangerous
[Scratch Hoook]
[Verse Two: Shabaam Sahdeeq]
I’m well connected with goons that’ll disconnect your head from your body
And leave your body in a porta potty
I’m like the Maharaji royalty with iron body
Fat boy get love, dimes offer me they healthy body
Wax museum MCs they get melted down
You think you know my story 'cause I come from Bucktown
My sound on Satellite, don’t know what y’all sounding like
I connect with different parts of the globe every night
You ignorant motherfucker need to get your mind right
Young fool ass dudes thinking that their style tight
I got bars on smash like car accidents
MCs are road kill, run em off the road by accident
Matter fact I take that back I did it on purpose
You dudes is worthless, not even worth a digital purchase
I got a beer belly, still rocking the show shirtless
Your bitch reading my tattoo, she wanna slurp it
[Scratch Hook]
[Verse Three: Bekay]
What are you fucking stupid? I’m drunk and puking
At lunch with Cupid telling him I hate everyone punk love is useless
I don’t need a bitch, call these hoes guppies
And they die without me so okay I feed my fish
So they can live another day, give some of us play
Tricks they wanna play, suck dick another way
Kids’ll serve you, diss and burn you
Your bitch’ll turn too, she stay up on my pipe like a fucking Ninja Turtle
Direction, I’m on top of this game
Like your girl doing ten squats on top of the Xbox
Like ten shots you won’t see my men drop
Cause you duck hunt rappers only use pretend Glocks
My ink pen’s hot, send props the end’s not here now
But soon to be, save the date up on your desktop
Y’all don’t know the shit I go through
Thorough tracks that closin' in BK it’s Snowgoons